Chapter 209. A Beta's Death

Adam

The massive gray wolf is right in front of me now, and in these seconds as I run toward them, a lifetime of emotion flashes in front of me.

Alpha Tristan has given me the go-ahead to take him down. Now, all I have to do is leap in and take him out.

Alastor’s minions have backed away, and his clear focus is on the truly intimidating Alpha in front of him. He doesn’t even sense me coming.

But all my senses are as sharp as steel, taking in a thousand mental pictures of my surroundings through scent, touch, sight, and even that basic-level sense I call instinct, which now readies my body to fight.

The scent of the pine trees is sharp and clear, as is the metallic smell of blood from the battle around me. Other scents from forest life are still faint, but the wild animals have left this place, probably at the onset of the battle.

I feel my muscles alternate from tense to relaxed as my paws rhythmically beat against the soft forest